The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 138 The Right Path to the West, Lead by the Gods

"A group of veterans are really old!"

Under the profuse snowflakes, Chen Zhuo looked around, except for a few old and familiar faces, most of the rest were young people, and he couldn't help but sigh.

He stepped in, and all the talents surrounded him to keep up.

Behind.

"Romei met two aunts!"

Gong Ruomei bowed to Guyu and Liang Chaoyun, turned her almond eyes, and then looked at Chen Baihu who was leading the horse.

The last time since the Shanghai Jingwu Association, Chen Baihu has been by his parents' side all these years, and has never seen Gong Ruomei again; at this moment, the pair of eyes, the tiger's eyes narrowed according to Chen Zhuo's habit, a sense of life The inherent evil spirit burst out, and the horses behind him became uneasy, but the hand holding the rein seemed to have taken root, and did not move.

Then he was hit by Gu Yu's heavy palm from behind, and Chen Baihu grinned in pain.

"I don't want to learn anything, but I want to learn from your father's bad habit."

Gu Yu was wearing a black overcoat with velvet collar, and his eyes kept sizing up Gong Ruomei.

I haven't seen her in ten years, and this girl has become more and more refined. She doesn't look like a girl from the martial arts school. There is a hint of arrogance emanating from her bones between her brows that are as light as smoke. On the snow is like a proud but not proud Samuume tree, reserved and introverted, exuding a tough and calm charm.

"Gong Baotian gave birth to a good girl!"

Both Gu Yu and Liang Chaoyun admired secretly.

It is a good thing to have a high spirit. You will be able to face difficulties all the way in martial arts, and you will not be afraid of powerful enemies, but too high is not good.

"Good boy, can you take care of yourself in the north alone?"

Now that Gong Baotian has taken over the burden of the Chinese Samurai Association, and has merged the Xingyi Gate and the Bagua Gate, he has gone to the south, and it is estimated that he will not be free in the future; , This is set, but the idea is one thing, and it will take ten or eight years to make it out.

The old generation is going to retire, and the newcomers are going to stand out. It takes some effort to catch up with the transition between the old and the new.

Gong Ruomei let out a breath of steam, and said softly: "My father often said that martial arts practitioners have three stages, to see themselves, to see the world, and to see sentient beings. He also told me to go abroad for a walk, and go after the new year."

"well said!"

Gu Yu nodded, these years Chen Zhuo also took them abroad for a walk, he didn't know if he didn't go, it was really surprising once he went, and he also understood what it meant to be backward.

Liang Chaoyun wore a light blue overcoat, with light makeup, and said softly: "It's okay to go alone, let Bai Hu go with you, or you will become stupid sooner or later if you practice martial arts with his father, and he is proficient in several foreign languages, just right for him." Useful, walk more."

Gong Ruomei and Chen Baihu looked at each other without saying anything.

Gu Yu watched impatiently, but secretly scolded Chen Zhuo in his heart.

Seeing the appearance of the two, Liang Chaoyun also shook his head and laughed, and then said to his daughter: "Remember how mother taught you?"

"Miss Gong!"

The little girl was a bit shy, but she inherited her mother's temperament. She wore a floral jacket, moccasin boots, and braided braids. She was named Chen Yuechan. She didn't like martial arts, but liked reading.

Gong Ruomei's frosty face softened a lot.

A group of people said and went, and entered the mourning hall.

Seeing the tablet and coffin of the two elders, Chen Zhuo was still able to control himself, Liang Chaoyun was in tears, Gu Yu and Chen Baihu were also tearful, only Chen Yuechan didn't know what was going on, but when she saw her parents wiping her tears, her mouth deflated, Also cried out.

The two elders died with smiles on their faces, and went with their arms.

It is just in response to the words of the former brotherhood of Jinlan, not to be born in the same year on the same day, but to die in the same year on the same day.

There are also family members of Li and Cheng's family here, pulling a few people to wipe their tears and smiling to comfort them; compared to those grand masters who died of illness and injury, the two elders walked peacefully, drinking and eating meat before leaving, chatting and laughing , specially told to do it according to the joy and funeral, no need to be sad, just go calmly.

……

Seeing that it was still early and everyone had not yet arrived, a group of people seemed to have endless things to say, sitting around the fire, chatting about homework.

The elders in the rivers and lakes are almost gone. There is not much left after the misfortune of Tongxuan. Those who survived either had a great loss of energy or were left with hidden injuries. Go early.

Most of the rest are young juniors. This trip is also to follow the elders of the sect to walk around, get to know people of the same generation, and recognize him as a martial arts legend by the way. They are all very curious.

Not to mention anything else, just assassinating the Empress Dowager Xi and Yuan Shikai respectively, these two incidents alone are enough to be famous all over the world.

The charcoal fire in the furnace was booming, Chen Zhuo grabbed a handful of roasted peanuts beside him, peeled one, and said in a slow voice: "I have spent most of the past ten years walking around China, and I have seen many There are few interesting things, and I have encountered extremely amazing things. I have climbed ten thousand zhang mountains, dived across vast oceans, and only then have I realized the vastness of the world..."

Mr. Xu sat aside, wearing a thick bearskin coat, took out a box of cigarettes, and distributed them to a group of old brothers, "Foreign goods!"

Chen Zhuo smiled when he saw this, and waved his hand. He had never touched this thing in his previous life, and he was not interested in this life. He took a match and stroked it, but the little old man was startled, but soon he was very happy. Laughing, "Oh, Mr. Chen, you are flattering me. My Xu San's face is as high as the sky today."

Chen Zhuo said softly, "This stuff hurts the lungs, so don't smoke it."

Mr. Xu smiled and said: "Mr. Chen, I have already made money by being able to walk behind Mr. Wu. I think Lord Yan has passed on the lives of my sons to me. I have lived too long. Besides, human life Don’t I want to be comfortable for the rest of my life? My grandson has also grown up, and I have no regrets. Now I have one last look at you, even if I die now, I will die in peace... Hehe... "

The old man smoked a cigarette, which was very beneficial. He swallowed the clouds, his withered cheeks sucked and sucked, bulging and bulging, and his eyes were blurred.

It was only said that a group of people were chatting, and suddenly someone rushed in from outside, and said in a panic: "Uncle Chen, come out and have a look, Uncle Xue and Uncle Fu are fighting outside!"

Chen Zhuo was chewing peanuts, his cheeks trembled, he got up and went out.

A group of people went out in a hurry, but they saw two figures punching and kicking in the empty field outside the escort agency; one was as fast as a ghost, with a crazy appearance, in the shape of a monkey, with his hands clasping his heart and lungs, surrounding the other to attack quickly Like electricity, the snow curtain stirred by layers of claw shadows is unpredictable, and there are sharp screams in the mouth, and the fighting style is merciless and extremely ruthless.

The other was parrying with Tai Chi cotton palms, his hands seemed to be closed, wrapped in cloud hands, braking with silence, his feet drew circles repeatedly, and the cotton-padded clothes swelled and heaved, arousing layers of ripples.

"Why are these two fighting again? It's over now, Mr. Li is still lying inside."

As soon as he saw the two people in the field, the old man behind him sighed.

The two are Xue Dian and Fu Jianqiu, both are Li Cunyi's disciples, because Xue Dian lost face in the martial arts discussion with Fu Jianqiu in the early years, they have been practicing outside these years; now that Li Cunyi has passed away, how can I want to come back The first thing I did was to invite my classmates.

This incident happened within the past ten years, but Chen Zhuo didn't know about it, but such a merciless way of fighting...

The two great masters fought with all their strength, and the stone slabs under their feet exploded every inch of the way they passed, just like paper.

"stop!"

The calm voice fell to the ground, listening gently, without anger, but the snow on the ground suddenly rolled up like waves, wrapping towards the two of them.

The crowd didn't see what Chen Zhuo was doing, they just felt a blank in front of their eyes, and a figure had moved sideways and flashed in front of the two of them.

"Good job, just try your martial arts myth!"

Instead of being surprised, Xue Dian made a sly hook and caught Chen Zhuo's eyes.

"How brave!"

Chen Zhuo's long hair soared into the sky, his angry eyes opened sharply, and he opened his mouth to let out a terrifying tiger roar, the surrounding roof tiles shook, and the sound of cracking was faintly heard.

Once Xue Dian's attack stopped, he flinched back quickly, shaking his head like a frightened mad monkey, staring at Chen Zhuo fiercely, but the next second his hairs were standing on end, and he was shocked to feel that there were endless murderous intentions in all directions like a tide Pounced, like falling into an ice cave, like falling into a mountain of swords and forests, the world is so big that there is nowhere to hide.

Unsurpassed killing thoughts.

A fist rushed into his eyes in an instant.

The seemingly simple and ordinary move caused Xue Dian's pupils to shrink suddenly, and Ji Ling woke up from madness, his face was pale, and death was imminent.

"Junior Brother Chen!"

"Senior brother!"

There were two urgent calls.

One belonged to Fu Jianqiu; the other was striding over from not far away, with extraordinary speed, he broke through the snow, and squeezed in with his fists four or five meters away, half-stepping his fists like a violent wind and rain, shining on Chen Zhuo Hit it, just want to force back.

It was Shang Yunxiang.

Fu Jianqiu circled forward at the same time, parrying with his palms, trying to block Xue Dian's punch.

Xue Dian also came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and raised his hands, retracted his body and squatted down, with his palms together like a long snake raising his head and uttering a letter, he attacked Chen Zhuo's ribs.

There were also bursts of exclamations outside the arena.

While being thrilled, the four of them stopped again.

Fu Jianqiu staggered back, his face was pale, his arms were thrown back, his sleeves were like every inch of fly ash floating in the snow.

But Shang Yunxiang's fists were all thrown out, Chen Zhuo caught them with a single palm, and the fists and palms were suspended in the air.

Xue Dian's hands also stopped.

A few beads of bean-sized cold sweat dripped down his cheeks, and he squatted on the ground, not daring to move an inch, because a fist was pressed against his forehead.

"Junior Brother Chen, calm down!"

Shang Yunxiang seemed to be rushing back overnight, and there was a trace of fatigue in his eyes.

Chen Zhuo had no expression on his face, "How can the friendship of the same family be better than winning or losing with one palm?"

Xue Dian blushed, but he was not ashamed, on the contrary, he was dissatisfied, staring at him, not speaking, full of stubbornness, as if he was also an arrogant person.

At this time, there was another call behind him.

"Father, Mr. Xu... is gone!"

Chen Zhuo didn't have much expression on his face, he withdrew his fist and turned back to the escort agency.

Beside the stove, Mr. Xu was huddled in his bearskin coat, with a smile on his face, and a half-lit cigarette in his hand, walking peacefully.

A few middle-aged rangers were red-eyed and restrained.

Chen Zhuo was silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly, "They're all gone!"

……

Half an hour later, the door of Yuanshun Escort opened.

Dressed in filial piety, Chen Zhuo led the way first, with the yellow paper fluttering in his hand, rolling into the sky in the wind and snow.

He glanced at the vast snow between the sky and the earth in a daze. When he entered Beijing, it seemed to be snowed like this.

Immediately he raised his throat and shouted desolately:

"Wake up!"

……

"The West is the right way, the gods lead it!"

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　The next chapter is definitely over!
　　
　
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